Chapter 518 Philippet
After entering the castle, Sun and Huang were also very efficient in their actions. Since Brother Sun's "face pain" can intuitively reflect the distance between them and the enemy, they quickly found the main hall of the castle without any detours.
Tonight, all the torches on the torch stands are lit, making the inside look very bright.
When Sun Yixie and Huang Donglai walked in, they saw the man sitting on the "Lord's Seat" at a glance.
This person is only about 35 years old. He is wearing a black A-swinging jacket that is long to his knees, a white shirt and a black slim suit vest, and a pair of long black gloves on his hands. The pleated decorations, ribbons, lace shirt cuffs, collars, etc. that can be seen everywhere on this outfit, all show the gorgeousness of men's clothing unique to the Baroque era.
And this man's appearance is even more worthy of the word "gorgeous" than his clothes.
A long black hair fell on his shoulders, and the slightly curly bangs on his front hair were split on both sides of his cheeks, revealing a fair and sickly face.
On his face, there was a very handsome, delicate and sexual tension-filled male facial features, especially his red pupils and the same strange red lips, which added a bit of a "boy and female appearance" and a weird beauty.
"This is something I didn't expect..." Seeing Sun Huang walking towards him, the man said in his magnetic voice, a bit lazy and joking tone, "Coman invited two clowns to come back and perform alone for him? Then, after discovering that something is abnormal, will you two be cannon fodder to open the way for him?"
When Sun Huang heard this, he looked at each other for a moment, and ignored the question of this guy at all. Instead, Huang Donglai asked: "Who are you? Did you kill the people in the castle?"
Seeing the other party's unlucky attitude and even a bit positive, the expression on the man's face changed slightly: "So I misunderstood it... Then I want to ask, who are you?"
Just as they said these two sentences, Lao Feng, Koeman, and more than ten escort cavalry under Koeman rushed up from behind Sun Huang.
The man on the high throne looked at them and suddenly showed an expression of enlightenment: "Oh~ It turns out it's a witch hunter..."
As soon as he said this, Sun Huang immediately realized something - this person, he recognized Lao Feng.
On the other side, Koeman didn't ask any questions like "Who are you?", but he walked to the front of everyone, and said proudly to the man: "The rude man, I, the owner of this castle, Koeman Gabriel Basta, now I will give you one... and will be the only chance to roll down from my seat and explain what happened here tonight."
"Ha...My Master Basta, who are you doing this arrogant look for?" The man only smiled contemptuously after hearing Coman's words, "I am not the untouchables you ruled or the servants in your castle... I am like you, a nobleman, and you should respect me."
"Oh? Are you aristocrat too?" Koman frowned and stared at the other person's face, "That's a big deal... If what you said is true, then why have I never seen you?"
Koman's words seemed a bit unreasonable at first glance, because in terms of communication level in that era, even if it was limited to Romanian's nobles, he could not know them all.
You think...they wanted to make friends with someone at that time, either by writing letters or by dancing; when writing letters to people you already know, it goes without saying that when writing letters to people you don't know, "seeking to know" them...you can't also attach photos, so if you want to "recognize your face", you can only be at the dance.
As for the dance party, dozens or hundreds of people can be saved. The guys with various names like foot bindings also have wives, children, and even nephews and relatives. Who can recognize them?
In the end, you will remember your appearance, which is actually those who are currently more powerful or have very outstanding appearances.
So even if Koeman has seen him on some occasions, he may not recognize him...
However, considering the image of the man in front of him, Koeman's question is reasonable again, because as long as he has seen him, he will never ignore or forget him.
"Just, why do I have to let you see it?" The man snorted disdainfully and asked back.
"You're a joke." Koeman fought back, "Are you trying to say that a noble man of your age who has never attended any party between nobles so far? That's ridiculous." He paused, "I warn you that pretending to be a noble is a serious crime!"
When he said the word "impersonation", the expression on the side of him became a little unnatural.
Fortunately, Shuang Xie was so annoyed by the two of them that he couldn't stand it anymore. Huang Donglai was fucking the guy at that time: "I'm fucking you! Are you fucking stupid? You've been typing there for a long time if you don't say anything. If you don't say anything, I'll help you. From now on, you'll call Miaofrog Seed."
Although the man was not a good person, he still had basic qualities. When he heard that the clown did not speak of martial ethics, he directly spoke and scolded him, and he was frowned for a moment.
But then, he did stop pulling and was forced to claim his home: "Don't be impatient, the witch hunter, my name is... Earl of Philippet Belmondo Vlad Teppes, are you satisfied with this?"
Everyone, those who know some knowledge of vampires must have wanted to complain just by hearing this name - the ingredients of this guy are a bit complicated.
"What? Belmondo?" Old Feng's expression changed when he heard this and exclaimed, "Are you..."
"You want to ask, is the 'that letter' you received by your organization, right?" Philippet interrupted Lao Feng and said directly, "Ha...you guessed it is indeed what I wrote. But... when I wrote that letter, I was just 'Philipet Belmondo', and now..."
At this point, he suddenly grinned deliberately, revealing the two sharp teeth of his upper jaw.
"What's going on..." Old Feng looked at him in shock, "What did you... go through?"
"I don't have time to talk to you about this..." Philippet said, and then turned his eyes to Koeman, "I'm here to find him today."
"I don't know you at all, nor have I ever heard of Earl Tepez." Koeman looked at Philippet and said in a cold tone, "and... how long are you going to sit in my position?"
He was telling the truth. At this moment, he didn't understand why this strange man came to his castle to cause trouble. Even if he scraped his stomach, he couldn't think of any grudge against him.
"I just sat in your seat for a while, are you so unbearable? Lord Basta." Philipter said, getting up gracefully and walking down the wide and shallow steps ahead. "Then over the years, you have taken my lover as your own... How should you calculate this account?"
After saying this, everyone in the audience, including the knights under Koman, turned their heads and looked at Koman.
It seems that no matter where such a bloody thing goes, no matter whether it is a man or a woman, it will be interested.
But at this moment, Koeman showed no excitement. He just replied with confusion: "Who is your lover...?"
Of course, his reaction was not surprising. For the nobles at that time, it was normal for a few lovers outside except for their wives. This could almost be regarded as a semi-public secret.
What's more, there are not only female lovers, but also male lovers... but that must be absolutely confidential, because if the latter is discovered by the church, the noble may be invited to a barbecue party.
"It's Venusa Casdei Lemondo!" Philipter suddenly changed his joking and yet graceful way of speaking, and sternly reported Mrs. Venusa's name.
"What are you talking nonsense?" Koeman heard his current wife's name speak from the other party, but calmly said, "Are you sure you didn't recognize the wrong person?"
"Nonsense!" Seeing this, Philipter became more and more angry. "How could I admit my mistake?" He shook the outer cloak of his dress excitedly, and then said, "I had really fallen in love with Venaza back then, and I had already made a decision for life. If you hadn't suddenly appeared and forced her to marry you, how could we have been broken up?"
When Koeman heard this, his expression became more and more confused: "Although I don't need to say this to you,... do you have any misunderstandings about my marriage with Venaza?"
"Misunderstanding? Heh..." Philipter seemed to be angry and laughed, "If this could be called a misunderstanding between us, then Charles I and Cromwell were just a bit misunderstanding."
After he finished speaking, he suddenly pulled out the sword on his waist: "No matter how stupid you are, today I will let you also realize what it feels like... everything you cherish is taken away by someone in front of you..."
Scream—Puff—do!
Before he could finish his words, a sharp hidden weapon had already passed through his eyebrows and flew out from the back of his head, and finally nailed to the wall a few meters behind him.
However, Philippter, who suffered this fatal injury, did not even heal much. After a breath, the wound on his forehead healed extremely quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"What is this..." Although it was not serious, Philipter's expression became more nervous. He immediately looked at Huang Donglai who threw the dart and asked in a deep voice, "I can't feel the fluctuations of magic or holy power at all... Did you just rely on your strength to throw this kind of attack?"
"Can I tell you?" Since the other party didn't know, Huang Donglai didn't intend to take the initiative to tell the setting of his internal strength. He just shouted and threw out a few more darts.
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But Philippet, who was prepared, was not a soft persimmon. He immediately adapted to the speed of Huang Donglai's hidden weapon and easily knocked away all the darts with internal strength with his sword.
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At this moment, Sun Yixie's lime powder was late and splashed from the front of Philippte's side.
Philippter was not aware of the dangers of the Central Plains martial arts world. He was very unfamiliar with this kind of attack method. At that time, he was covered in lime and could only passively close his eyes.
As soon as he closed his eyes, Sun Yixi's trident's pursuit arrived.
At the same time, Huang Donglai's hidden weapon attack on the other side has not stopped.
It is said that their despicable attacks should have taken advantage of them, but no one expected that... Philippet could use his right sword to accurately block every hidden weapon flying from the front of his right with his eyes closed, and he turned sideways and avoided the trident thrust from the left.
This was not over. After dodging, Philippet immediately raised his left hand again and firmly held Sun Yixi's unretracted trident handle with his backhand, so that he could not pull it back.
Sun Yixie was also shocked when he felt the immense power contained in the other party's slender figure, but he was not the kind of person who would sit and wait for death in shock. He let go of his trident and took out a few things from his arms...
Those things are nothing else, they are... garlic.
This is the prop he puts on his body during the circus performance today, and he never thought he would use it here, but now he happened to meet this guy who was suspected to be a vampire. Sun Yixie had an idea, took out the garlic and threw it in the air.
How do you say the scene? The clown has seen the ball throwing? Brother Sun now uses garlic instead of the ball and throws a "barrier" in the air.
Although Philippet couldn't see his other five senses, and his unique perception of warm-blooded creatures by his blood clan... could still make him know clearly what Sun Yixie was doing, so he really couldn't get closer to Sun Yixie anymore. He could only give up the idea of ​​counterattack and took a few steps back.
When Sun Yixi saw that this was effective, he immediately changed his strategy and picked two of them from his "garlic barrier" and smashed them directly at the other party.
Not to mention... Even though Philippet is strong, facing these "garlic shots" with little lethality, he did not dare to block with his sword or body, but chose to avoid it.
Obviously, Philippet didn't want to get the smell of garlic on his clothes or his sword blade.
"In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, I command you to leave this sacred world. May the holy light shine on the road ahead of me and help me drive out this evil existence..." On the other hand, Lao Feng was already holding the small cross on the pendant on his chest with one hand, holding a sword in the other hand, chanting a prayer, and walking forward.
This scene, in Philipter's closed eyes, was like a dazzling cross-shaped sunlight approaching him.
"Damn..." Philipter whispered angrily, then raised his voice, "Coman, you're lucky today!"
After roaring, he turned around and turned into an amazingly fast bat, rushing out of a window at a high place like a black lightning. The trident he grabbed also landed on the ground.
"Mom, you can fly..." Sun Yixi looked at the escaped bat with annoyed expression, because he knew that only his three axes could not "kill the other party for the first time" today, and then it would not work next time.
"What a pity... If I could use Taoist techniques, I would give him a locked thunder..." Huang Donglai was still whining, trying to express that he would just be more serious and just do whatever he wanted.
"Oh no!" But Koman behind them was the first to think of something, "Go back with me!"
Before he finished speaking, he had turned around and ran out of the castle, and his already confused subordinates followed one after another after a brief moment of daze.
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Two minutes later, after a rush, everyone returned to the castle gate.
However, they were still one step late.
When they returned to the carriage, the surrounding area had become a bloody place.
The cavalry who left the guards of Mrs. escort were unable to resist Philippte at all. Their broken limbs and bodies almost covered the scene, and only a few cavalrymen who were knocked to the distance survived.
Although Roy, who led the cavalry, did not lack arms or legs, and did not die of breath, he fell to the ground as if he had become sick and twitched in pain.
Chapter completed!